The sight of her naked body, again hit me like a freight train. I had to steady my nerves before I poured a handful of liquid soap into my palm and be...an to gently wash her back from neck to heels.My fingers gently scrubbed her soft skin, enjoying the sensations. I had become very proficient at back rubs, because Jean was a true hedonist when it came to her comfort. By the time I had her back all scrubbed, she was flushed from arousal and squirming back against my hands. Knowing what that. But Suraj finds it very hard not to stare at her ass. “Looks like someone’s favorite fruit is peach,” Smriti winks as she tries to tease Suraj.They both laugh. “Yes. I like them big and soft. What about yours? Banana?” Suraj plays along as he flirts with Smriti. “I would have loved Banana if it was straight. I like sausages, though. My favorite food,” Smriti laughs as she continues her teasing game.“Maybe you like long straight cucumber,” Suraj laughs as he plays along with Smriti. “Mmmmm. They. "You want it too, don't you?" He asked."Yes," I croaked in a tight voice.Let's go," he said abruptly, reaching for his shirt and slipping his armsinto it.We drove in silence for just a short distance. When he turned north onStone Canyon I knew somehow we were going to the Bel Air. The attendanttook the car and he led me through the simple lobby of this prestigioushotel, to a lovely garden, stopping at one of the bungalows.He poured gin over ice. Handed one to me, sipping the other. Neither. I just lifted her petticoat and went inside it. My face was covered by her saree and petticoat. I was left with a wet pussy inside the saree. I was covered with the erotic smell of precum dripping pussy. Ufffff what a fragrance that was. That made the situation of my dick even worse.I slowly started to rub her inner thighs with my fingers and moved her panty aside with my teeth. Now she was out of control and twisted her thighs to push my head into her pussy. I didn’t tease her as I don’t want.